Post by Final on Jul 6, 2008 14:11:20 GMT -8
Name
Finalstar -Finalwhisper-
Gender
She-Cat
Rank
Leader
Clan
DuskClan
Age
26 Moons
Description
Fur
Finalstar's fur is sleek and smooth. Her pelt is as pitch black as the sky with no stars. Her tail fur is a bit longer than any other part of her fur. It almost looks feathery.
Eyes
Finalstar's eyes are a paleish greenish color. They almost look like the dry fallen leaves on the forest floor of autumn.
Build
Finalstar is a smallish sized cat. She isn't real big, but she isn't real small either. Her body stopped growing from a long period of sickness in her kithood. Her body is lithe and has some muscule.
Personality
Finalstar is kind and caring. She would give her life for any cat in her Clan at an instant. Finalstar does what she beleives is right and strives for the best of her Clan. Being strong willed and determined makes it hard for her to flee from a battle when her Clan is still in danger or there are still cats in the battle that belong to the same Clan as her.
History
Finalstar was born to a Rouge queen that was constantly sick. But the last time her mother got sick, it was with Greencough. It struck through the Rouge territory. Her mother and father both died from Greencough. Every other cat gave up on Finalstar, they said that she was going to die anywyas. The only cat that did not give up on her was her older sister who found her after her parents had died. She took her to the Clans and left her with a cat who could help cure her. They did. Since Finalwhisper had been so weak and small she had to train twice as hard just to show that she could fend for herself. Others didn't think she could do it, but she did. Finalstar soon managed in to the higher ranks and then became leader after her's died.
Other
Role Play
Finalstar streched in her soft mossy nest. She stifled a big yawn then got to her paws. She sighed. She wished that she wasn't so small, some often questioned her capability because of her size. Finalstar walked slowly to the entrance of her den, and poked her head out of her den. She looked around the clearing, it was almost empty except for the leaving dawn patrol. She gazed up into the sky, it was still gray with dawn arriving.
And Finalstar might sometime in the future like a mate.
Finalstar -Finalwhisper-
Gender
She-Cat
Rank
Leader
Clan
DuskClan
Age
26 Moons
Description
Fur
Finalstar's fur is sleek and smooth. Her pelt is as pitch black as the sky with no stars. Her tail fur is a bit longer than any other part of her fur. It almost looks feathery.
Eyes
Finalstar's eyes are a paleish greenish color. They almost look like the dry fallen leaves on the forest floor of autumn.
Build
Finalstar is a smallish sized cat. She isn't real big, but she isn't real small either. Her body stopped growing from a long period of sickness in her kithood. Her body is lithe and has some muscule.
Personality
Finalstar is kind and caring. She would give her life for any cat in her Clan at an instant. Finalstar does what she beleives is right and strives for the best of her Clan. Being strong willed and determined makes it hard for her to flee from a battle when her Clan is still in danger or there are still cats in the battle that belong to the same Clan as her.
History
Finalstar was born to a Rouge queen that was constantly sick. But the last time her mother got sick, it was with Greencough. It struck through the Rouge territory. Her mother and father both died from Greencough. Every other cat gave up on Finalstar, they said that she was going to die anywyas. The only cat that did not give up on her was her older sister who found her after her parents had died. She took her to the Clans and left her with a cat who could help cure her. They did. Since Finalwhisper had been so weak and small she had to train twice as hard just to show that she could fend for herself. Others didn't think she could do it, but she did. Finalstar soon managed in to the higher ranks and then became leader after her's died.
Other
Role Play
Finalstar streched in her soft mossy nest. She stifled a big yawn then got to her paws. She sighed. She wished that she wasn't so small, some often questioned her capability because of her size. Finalstar walked slowly to the entrance of her den, and poked her head out of her den. She looked around the clearing, it was almost empty except for the leaving dawn patrol. She gazed up into the sky, it was still gray with dawn arriving.
And Finalstar might sometime in the future like a mate.
